Party of One

I can talk to myself forever

when there's no one else around and it's just me in my head

we have fun

I can do any topic you want, come on

pick a card

pick a card

pick a face

for me to wear while I space

I don't have a devil or angel on my shoulders

just me

and I play both parts unwittingly

and it's loud in here

at night when I close my eyes I talk to myself

until I can't hear

 

worse are the quiet doubts

I say awful things in whispers

prickling thoughts at the back of my mind like a hand on my shoulder

am I not enough

just talking to me?

G

GertietheGremlin

VT

16 years old

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    I will not shave my legs

    not because I am against it

    but because being myself feels like my own act

    of rebellion

    I will not quiet down

    let the world hear my pride and excitement

    but I will not shout

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    When you get an eyelash in your eye

    a wish will fall in with it

    each one holds memories

    stained with the makeup of your life

    if the memory is tainted

    with trauma, fear, or pain

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